White Tree house

Where Am I?

I sat straight as I rubbed my eyes repeatedly.

A yawn escaped my mouth and my arms began to stretch in every direction.

I opened my eyes slowly and saw that I was in a unfamiliar room.

I was on a soft and fluffy bed. Everything was classy, not like the grass or the side of the road.

What happened last night?

I tried to remember until 2 boys barged in the room.

I had no idea whom they were. They haven't noticed me yet.

One had black hair that matched his brown eyes.

He has a black earring on his left ear and both of his arms are full of tattoos.

One had sea green eyes and a light brown hair which was messy.

Both of them were laughing until they saw my gaze.

My eyes were full of fear.

What am I doing here? Who are these people? Not again..

They walked closer towards me with a smile.

"Hey-" I cut the light brown haired guy.

"GET AWAY!"

They were startled at my response. Two more guys came in.

One had warm brown eyes and brunette hair, and the other was..

Harry.

"Harry!" Everything came back to me. The night where I cried.

The night when Harry stayed and comforted me. My eyes started to soften, and my lips turned into a frown.

"Why am I here?" I asked.

"Well, you fell asleep, and I couldn't find Carroll and Bob anywhere, so I thought about bringing you here." He had an innocent smile.

My mouth formed an 'o.' I looked down at a pillow I had been hugging all along.

I heard footsteps coming closer.

"Is something bothering you love?" One with the tattoos over both of his arms asked.

The one with brunette hair and brown eyes made a puppy face.

He reached for my shoulder making me flinch and back away.

I sigh, "S-sorry.." I was still looking down until a pair of fingers lifted my chin up.

I saw Harry in front of me. He gave me a soft and caring smile.

"You want to grab some lunch?" He asked.

Thinking about food made me hungry.

I nodded with a real smile this time.

Harry lent his hand for me to take, but I didn't take it. Harry seemed like a nice guy, but I wasn't sure to trust him already.

I mean he did make me feel safe that night, but that didn't mean anything, right?

I wasn't completely over Niall too.

And let me remind myself that this is suppose to be an act. A job.

I stood up myself and gave him a fake smile.

He pulled his hand back and faced the lads.

We walked into a huge cafe.

"Take as much as you like babe, we're going to see our friend who had been eating since this morning." The black haired guy said, "I'm Zayn btw. This is Liam and Louis."